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Let it blow.

Let it blow.

I'll take all you sons of bitches when I go.

Randy's still awake.

We're just having a dude's night. Where the hell you been?

It's called working, Rusty.

Oh, is that where you, uh, you go somewhere and somebody pays you and you

money? I used to have one of them. I got five.

Do you remember the talk we had about child support?

Yes, ma 'am. And I ain't never gonna forget no more. Blah, blah, bam! It

done yet. Gonna have flames coming off the word month.

You think I could get that $2 .50 on a check instead of on your arm?

I see what I can do, but all these comic books I buy, you know, they just don't

grow on trees. I can't put food on the table for your son.

All I've got to feed him is hot wings.

Why do you think he poops orange all over everything?

Thought you were still breastfeeding.

Hell, that's free, ain't it? No, the breast pump is for work. If I shrink

a C -cup, Mr. Halen will cut me loose.

What? That is sexual harassment in the workplace.

Some avenger should avenge that.

Rusty, you need to get your head out of the comic books and be a role model for

your son.

Role model? I am out every night busting my hump to make sure the mean streets

of Dougal County are safe from evil. What?

Now, saying any more would endanger the lives of you and the baby.

Sorry, but I'm borrowing these now. Bring them back in the morning.

Just get a job and bring us some money.

Give me the money.

You got no idea who the hell I am or what I'm capable of. I know the drill. I

get it.

And who the hell are you... Stay safe, citizen.

This is for running my store. I'm going to step on his balls. Justice has

already been served. Come on, now.

I was assaulted.

I mean, just look at my hat.

Permanently run.

Courtesy of your friendly neighborhood, the incubator. I'm inclined to sue.

Oh, calm down, Early. I think I owe a big thanks to this...

The Incubator, whoever he is.

By day, he is Rusty Kyler, humble deli worker, fraying.

Well, not fraying, but definitely fired unjustly for popping whiteheads on the

side of our sneeze guard.

I didn't do that, it was Darryl! But when darkness falls, he dons the macrame

hood and dishwashing gloves of the Incubator!

Lower upright!

Vagrants! Great. All I need is one more hobo to slip off this roof, and I'm knee

-deep in another lawsuit.

You saying that if a feller was to fall off this here roof, uh, there might be a

payday in it? Shut up! Get up there and install the pigeon spikes!

I didn't see no employer -provided safety harnesses. They're in that box.

threw the box off the roof, didn't you?

Yep. Great. What the hell's that say, anyhow?

They're ink. Ink?

You bait her. You bait... Tour?

The incubator lives. Lives. Don't pretend like you're reading, okay?

Hand me the rest of the paint thinner.

That's not about a name, friend.

I ain't got no bite.

Brock. Liberty.

Bell.

to get back to this thing about Congress dipping their hands into your wallet.

Listen, the atheist in the White House, he wants your money so he can scrape the

word God off of each and every single bill and coin. That just boils my

britches. Dang, even the pennies? That seems like a lot of work. I mean, I

know, man. I'll tell you what I know. You can't spell government without God.

Sure you can.

Well, I can't. And I won't.

Holly Wooden in the hospital zone.

Initiating pursuit.

Right here, man. Didn't say 10 -4, did he? Looked like an idiot talking into

this.

Evening, Sheriff.

Clergy crossing. Licensing registered.

Case justice, wrongdoer.

Courtesy of the incubator.

Who watches the watchers? The incubator.

What in the hell was that?

Looks like the Kyler boy.

Yeah.

Hell, this ain't coming out.

Hey there, incubator.

Commissioner. It's Sheriff. How about you come on down for a second and talk

with me?

I'm manning my post.

Citizens are running roughshod through this traffic light. And I'm here to stop

that.

They're okay to go through it.

It's a blinking yellow, Rusty. Rusty? What do you mean by Rusty?

Careful, Rusty. Careful.

You okay, Rusty?

He's a good kid, that Rusty. Oh, he is. He's got a great heart. But I hear he's

coming up short on his child support payments.

See, I'm supposed to be locking up people that miss child support payments

deadbeat dads.

Well, Rusty's putting a lot of hours in with his volunteer work right now.

Well, maybe you ought to get you a paying job.

You mean Rusty ought to get a job, right? Yeah, yeah, Rusty. I hear there's

opening down at the car wash.

But if criminals hear that the incubator's waxing cars for a living,

County will be brought to its knees.

Well, we're talking about Rusty now, right? Oh, yeah, yeah, of course, Rusty.

Damn it. Look, we've got cameras at this light incubator. Why don't you just run

on and help get Rusty on the right path?

I will relay that information, Commissioner.

And you will remember nothing of this conversation.

Mind raised.

Okie doke.

Wait, how do I get the ink out of my uniform?

Hey,

you already got my money. Why don't you just go on?

No, sir.

Pigeon spots.

When the incubator lands on these, the ink is going to run dry for him.

Looking for someone?

Well, well, incubator.

No need to thank me, boy.

Boy?

Some bitch in the incubator stole from me, and I'm the one in trouble?

Well, did you get a good look at him? Well, hell yeah. Eight legs, long red

hair, shoots ink out his honey hole.

Hell, that could be anybody.

Really? You don't have any inkling at all who this might be?

You're trying me. Think about it now.

Y 'all squid shoot ink, don't you?

You saying I've done this? No, no.

But other squids shoot ink, don't they?

Oh, hell we don't, dumbass.

Not unless they're rubbing one out or having, you know, some explosive

mess.

Scrub the damn skin off. I don't care. Come on. Scrub, Denny.

Justice must prevail!

Buy you a house and send that young 'un to college, courtesy of the incubator.

P .S.

Rusty's a good kid, so maybe climb out of his ass about the child support.

You say the incubator was there?

Was I changing money?

Rusty, how did you... Huh?

Never mind. You're late, and I've got to get to work.

Work? All that money you're holding there?

Maybe you ain't never got to work again.

This is a cash store full of singles. Yeah, there's some coins in there, too.

That incubator's a hell of a guy.

I think this money's stolen, and I think you had something to do with it.

Well, I mean, what do you want to do? Give it to the government so they can

scrape that off of it? We're not keeping it, Russ.

And if you keep it, you ain't keeping my boy.

We've got integrity in this household.

I've got a tube sock sticking out there. Don't touch me.

That's for paying customers.

Hey, boy.

I just want to say that I'm sorry.

And when you wake up, you'll remember nothing of this.

Customers dine at Juggins with the expectation, excellent, that Juggins

present for their dining experience.

Mmm, passable. If you are not able at any time to maintain your Juggins as

defined in the Juggins employee Juggs eyeball,

Acceptable. Then you will find yourselves no longer employed apt

What? What is this?

They barely cleave. If you can't clutch a pencil with them, how can we expect

you to work the pepper mill with these... these mosquito bites? Mr.

don't think that... Oh, it's better that you don't think at all. Your mind's

purpose is to memorize wing orders and regulate the blood flow to your breath.

Nothing more.

Sexual harasser!

What?

Why did you do that?

This isn't my only job, Rusty. Yeah, it's me, Rusty. Don't tell.

Wait, where are you going? Where's the baby?

Don't worry, I found a sitter.

We take Velcro tab A, and we're going to put it on Velcro

tab B, and yay, I have the confidence to date again.

Who the hell are you?

I have disgraced the name of the incubator.

The good people of Dougal County deserve better.

And so the incubator must go into hiding and get some sort of lame -ass day job

at the collar house, probably.

Well, well, well, now.

If it ain't the incubator. The incubator is no more.

It's me, Daddy.

Rusty. What the?

Ink? Eight legs?

It still don't make no sense.

Did you come up here to exact your revenge?

Go ahead.

I'm unarmed.

Oh, I don't want to hurt you, son.

I come up here to get paid.

What are you talking about, Daddy? Here, after I hit, call my legal attorney.

After a fall, one call does it all.

After a fall... Whoop! Go, Daddy!